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Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. the afternoon glow is brightening in the
bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of pines is
heard in our kettle. let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful
foolishness of things. - The Book of Tea

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Lucas: Remember tonight, for it is the beginning of always. A promise. Like a reward for persisting through life so long alone. A belief in each other and the possibility of love. A decision to ignore, simply rise above the pain of the past. A covenant, which at once binds two souls and yet severs prior ties. A celebration of the chance taken and the challenge that lies ahead. For two will always be stronger than one, like a team braced against the tempest civil world. And love will always be the guiding force in our lives. For tonight is mere formality. Only an announcement to the world of feelings long held. Promises made long ago. In the sacred spaces of our hearts.

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